This villain's style is crooked

The picture on the monitor of the director's group.

He Yixuan and Su Yuyan stood shoulder to shoulder.

The man taught gently and patiently, and the young man lowered his head to watch quietly. The atmosphere was harmonious and beautiful, but behind the table——

He Yixuan crushed Su Yuyan's feet hard.

Like a knife in his hand, slowly drawing well patterns on the steak.

Seeing Su Yuyan's clenched fist, a triumphant smile flashed across He Yixuan's eyes.

Although "Star Chef" was recorded and then edited and broadcast.

But as long as Su Yuyan's action or anger is photographed, he has a lot of room to manipulate and attack and suppress the opponent.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have satirized him outside the studio just now.

Hurry up and explode, garbage.

Just like you used to be in Shangyu Entertainment.

No matter what, go crazy.

But Su Yuyan's eyes were gloomy, but he didn't move.

He was not a fool, so he knew that He Yixuan was intentionally provoking himself.

Now there are cameras on the opposite side.

Absolutely can't...

"Crackling——" The oil in the pan in front of him suddenly splashed gradually.

A strange light flickered in the young man's deep eyes.

can not fight.

But, we can hurt together.

Almost at the same time when the hot oil started to splash out, Su Yuyan showed panic on his face:

"Film Emperor He be careful!"

He took advantage of the opportunity to pull out the trampled foot, quickly turned sideways, and raised his right hand to protect He Yixuan, but his fingertips inadvertently touched the wooden handle of the pot.

The frying pan, which was already placed by the table, turned and fell towards them.

He Yixuan's pupils tightened suddenly, and he was about to step back when his back was suddenly pressed against by a strong force.

Su Yuyan's expression was dull, as if frightened, he still stood next to He Yixuan.

The back that could be covered by each other's bodies, the left hand firmly pressed on his back.

Just like He Yixuan's little action just now, it was dark and hurtful.

He Yixuan didn't have time to react, the hot oil had already been poured down: "Ah!!!"

Even though Su Yuyan retracted his right hand pretending to be a conditioned reflex, his arm was still splashed a little.

He Yixuan's legs were not spared.

"Congratulations to the film emperor!" The director immediately ran over with the staff.

Cheng Jiaqing and Lu Cha followed closely behind.

He Yixuan, who had a ferocious face, wanted to help the pain, but was thrown away by him.

He Yixuan angrily wanted to settle accounts with Su Yuyan, but he was stunned for a moment.

The young man was teary-eyed, clutching his arms helplessly, perfectly showing his reddened skin, his voice choked up:

"I'm sorry, Film Emperor He...I originally wanted to protect you from being splashed with hot oil. But I accidentally dropped the pot..."

"It's all my fault, clumsy..."

He bit his lip guiltily, trying not to let the tears in his eyes fall.

Like a child who is still in shock, knowing that he has done something wrong, he wants to cry but dare not cry.

On the contrary, it is more distressing than crying directly.

Even the director couldn't help swallowing back what he wanted to blame, and comforted him:

"I don't blame you Yuyan, you are inexperienced in cooking for the first time, and no one reminded you. I don't know that there should be no residual water in the pot, it's normal."

"What's more, the induction cooker on the table is indeed too close to the edge."

"You write this down, and the contact person will be replaced at that time."

The field manager on the side nodded in agreement, and began to comfort the frightened teenager who blamed himself.

Seeing that the camera hadn't been turned off yet, and the attitudes of the people around were all like this, He Yixuan could only suppress his fire, squeeze out a gentle smile, and echoed:

"It's okay Yuyan, you are also kind, I don't blame you."

Su Yuyan lowered his head slightly, as if ashamed of his generosity.

In fact, he was annoyed in his heart:

If I had known that I would have poured more oil into the pot just now, it would have allowed him to speak.

And Cheng Jiaqing looked at He Yixuan's legs worriedly, and couldn't help but rejoice:

"It's a good thing you're wearing long trousers today, otherwise you'd be seriously burned."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help turning her head and complaining to Su Yuyan:

"Be more careful next time. People of that size are reckless in what they do."

Lu Cha, who was watching the play with great relish, raised her eyebrows, her eyes teasing:

"Like you were in the clothing room before?"

Cheng Jiaqing was stunned.

Sister Shen... Are you mocking me?

But at this moment, He Yixuan, who was holding back his fire, held her hand and said, "accompany me to get the medicine."

That bitch doesn't have a good word when she opens her mouth. If you continue to chat with her, you will only get mad with anger.

Besides, his leg hurts and has to be dealt with.

With a gloomy face, He Yixuan pulled Cheng Jiaqing away.

Lu Cha quietly looked at Su Yuyan who was sobbing softly.

If she hadn't discovered that the little villain's movements were not right later, she would have been deceived by him.

"I'll take you to bandage it."

Put it on for a while, maybe it will be exposed.

Su Yuyan wanted to refuse, but he glanced at the nearby staff and nodded obediently.

Brushing her face in public didn't seem too good.

Lu Cha and Su Yuyan also left.

The director had someone temporarily turn off the machine, and apologized to Mu Linze who was standing in the group b area:

"I'm sorry Ozawa, I didn't expect an accident to happen today, which delayed your time."

"You should go and rest for a while too. I don't know if you can still record it with Ying Yingdi."

"If it doesn't work, I'll shoot the part where you cook first."

Mu Linze nodded: "I can do it."

After a few more polite words with the director, he sat on the chair next to him and did not return to the lounge.

After all, with He Yixuan's personality, he would definitely choose to continue filming in order to maintain a dedicated personality.

Maybe people have been ordered to post sympathy on the Internet by now.

Mu Linze snorted softly, but the scene he saw just now suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although the areas of the two groups are far away, he is standing on the outermost side.

So when He Yixuan screamed, he turned his head and saw Su Yuyan's movements, but he didn't say anything.

The other party's boss, Shen Lucha, is here, especially since she helped Cheng Jiaqing pay for a piece of clothing.

He didn't need to offend people face to face.

It's better to hold this handle and go to Shen Lucha to negotiate a deal.

She should have good resources there.

Mu Linze's abacus was clinking.

On the other side, in the lounge.

As soon as the door was closed, Su Yuyan stopped pretending and sat on the sofa, looking at Lucha indifferently.

Wait for her to teach herself a lesson, or to accuse him of hurting He Yixuan.

But Lucha just opened the scald ointment he asked for from the field manager and rubbed it on his reddened arm.

Su Yuyan subconsciously wanted to shake it off, but suddenly heard the girl's slightly disgusted voice:

"It's stupid."

"Why hurt yourself, to deal with He Yixuan."

"You can lure him to a corner and beat him after the recording is over."

"It's like me, beating him up in the clothing room, do you think anyone knows?"

Su Yuyan was startled, and the question in his heart blurted out: "Didn't you go on a tryst with him?"

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